Biography, Non-fiction, Story, Poem, Other

Popular Gardens : Brenda Liguatte

A gardener calls to prune and mow,
And in the spring begins to sow
Seeds of annuals bright and showy,
Poppies, purple, red and yellow,
Just the thing to tempt a fellow.

The Ballad of Unholy Grail (part three)

Like, I say, part III

defences

oops

The Ballad of Unholy Grail - Part Two

The Ballad of Unholy Grail (part two)

He cast a fire upon the earth
and He will let it burn.
He has changed fucking time and space
so all you sheep will learn.

save earth.....

In the beginning, on earth,
trees, oceans, rivers and seas,
came first into existence,

Humans descended from monkeys,
copying the same behavior,
cutting trees, garbaging,

the perfect moment....

Walking through the woods,
with people of all types,
here,there, everywhere,
felt being pulled,
by a feeling of knowingness,
as though by a magnet,
following a divine plan,

Arboreal Arbitration

I hope it gets here soon....

Mood Shift

A moment of madness,
A moment of sanity.
A moment of sorrow,
A moment of joy.
A moment of laughter,
A moment to cry.
A moment of geniuses,
A moment of insanity.
A moment of genuine love,

You're here to stay

With every single cell
and every pore in my body,
with all my heart
and all my soul,
I love you this much
and so much more,
It's so hard to put
to words,
but whenever I'm with you

quality

my father's advice

The Sins of the Father ( Chapt. 8 Mathilda)

Mathilda lay down on the sand with her feet crossed at the ankles, she raised them in the air so that she could see them and her new sandals.

Clare

For a friend from long ago...

Shatter .:4: Funeral:.

I wake up unable to breathe. I feel myself convulsing and then I’m looking down on myself. My body is still and looks more like a corpse than a living being.

"dangerous flowers"

~ sakura ~

Shapeshifting

I lost my voice again; the landscape is huge and dangerous,
but without my words i'm trapped.

And you too have grown cold, like some ancient stone
dead flat against my hand.

Lacking a buzz

A little collection of thoughts on an organism

A Song for the Birds

I don't have the WORDS
I don't have the WORDS
I don't have the WORDS...

to say to you

Leave it to the BIRDS
Leave it to the BIRDS
Leave it to the BIRDS...

is what I'm gonna do

ROMANCE FOR EVERYONE?

Mr Bridge was all over Miss Waters.